Perfect Fit
Title: Perfect Fit
Author: Feyla
Rating: G
Length: 1,970
Summary: YooChun and JunSu have a talk.
Notes: This hasn't been betaed, I just wrote it, and it took less than two hours. And somehow I'm quite proud of it. It plays off an analogy of mine that I came up with during the summer and if you've been around my journal you might have already seen that. I will most likely be back later to edit this, but I still have to say that I'm happy with it now. So please do forgive any bad grammar or slips in style.
Disclaimer: This isn't real, it's just me writing. I don't really know what these two think about the subject, so the idea is mine and they are their own people. And although JaeHo is mentioned, I don't know anything about that either.
Perfect Fit
“Hey. Watcha doin there?”
Yoochun looks up to see Junsu staring down at him inquiringly, and can’t help but smile. “I was working on this puzzle. My brother sent it to me. It’s of us, from quite a while ago. He was out shopping one day, saw it, and said he had to buy it for me. He said that’s how you know you’ve made it big, when they start making puzzles with your face on them.” he replies with a laugh.
Junsu flops down beside him while listening to his explanation and can’t help but agree with a laugh of his own. It is rather weird though seeing hundreds of pieces with parts of his face on them. Yoochun only has about half the puzzle done and he is not part of the finished piece yet. After calming down, he just sits as Yoochun puts the puzzle together, with no other purpose than just to watch one of his best friends work on something that had nothing to do with their career. Well, sort of.
As he sits, his mind starts to wander back to what brought him here to begin with. He had been in working on the computer, until Jaejoong and Yunho had gotten a little too noisy and he couldn’t concentrate anymore. Not wanting to disturb their fun, he had decided he’d done enough for the day and left the room. Seeing the two of them then though had led his thoughts in a direction he usually didn’t let them wander. He could ignore what was between the two of them most of the time by not thinking about it.
It had shocked him at first to think that there really might be something between the two of them, but he had quickly put it out of his mind. It wasn’t his place to question them, and more than that, that kind of relationship just wasn’t something to think about. Sure, they played with the fans all the time, but that wasn’t real. What he thought he saw between JaeJoong and Yunho sometimes was.
All his life he’d been taught that a romantic relationship was between a man and a woman, a man and a woman who were most likely of the same race, similar age, and a myriad of other things. And no one had ever sat him down to teach him this, he’d seen it in everyday life. Relationships and marriages followed a status quo, and he found out that those not obeying the unwritten laws suffered much gossip and hurt. Now, two of his best friends were challenging this. Two people who he considered family were in love. Two brothers of his were in love with each other.
His mind is so confused. What his mind was telling him and what his heart said didn’t agree. He wanted Jaejoong and Yunho to be happy, but why couldn’t they be happy without each other? Principle was warring against the desire for their happiness, at whatever cost that might be. And the scene tonight had just brought it back to the forefront of his mind, so his feet had led him to where he would find answers- Yoochun.
Leaning against Yoochun, with his mind in turmoil, he knows he has to talk about this. And Yoochun is the perfect person. He won’t judge him for these thoughts, and he has the same wants for their brothers as Junsu. He knows Yoochun is accepting of them, he’s seen that in the subtle way he encourages them and how he will switch rooms in the middle of the night after a particularly hard day. He knows Yoochun will have the answer to this.
“Yoochunnie?” he asks.
“Hmmm?”
“Why do they love each other? Why do they love each other when they know it’s wrong?” he looks up at Yoochun to see the other staring back at him, not as surprised as he should be for this sudden question, with no real subject stated. Junsu can’t say he’s surprised himself. Yoochun has always been able to read him best.
“JaeJoong and Yunho?” is his only reply.
Junsu nods.
“What makes you think it’s wrong?”
Junsu is startled at the question. Yoochun has grown up the same as him, disregarding his few years in America, and he knows they didn’t change his views that much. “What do you mean? It’s wrong. You know it is. It’s not normal. We’re supposed to fall in love with women and have families and all that. They can’t do that. They’re both guys.”
“That’s what you’ve been taught your whole life Junsu, but who says that’s right? Who’s the authority on what’s right and wrong?” Yoochun asks him quietly.
“but everyone…” he tries to say before he is interrupted. “Everyone is not an authority. Everyone is an entity, and just like any other everyone can be wrong. Love is a feeling, and we don’t really control our feelings do we? So how can we control who we fall in love with?”
Junsu sits quietly, trying to sort through his thoughts. Yoochun is supposed to be helping him, not just saying that everyone’s wrong. He needs to know why. “I don’t get it. We’ve always been taught otherwise. How am I supposed to just disregard that? If I throw everything out the window then what am I left with? How am I supposed to know what is right or wrong?”
“Don’t think of it in such black and white terms Junsu. Think of it like this, you have to find what is right for you. We’re all searching for answers and we use our past experiences and knowledge to find them, but that doesn’t mean you should limit yourself to it. I know you’ve always been told that what Jaejoong and Yunho are is wrong, but is it? They’re happy aren’t they? They are still Jung Yunho and Kim JaeJoong and they are in love, but they’re happy. They complete each other, as corny as that sounds. Yunho gives JaeJoong that direction he lacks when he starts talking about singing and finishes with ramen; JaeJoong gives Yunho the freedom to be himself and get away from the responsibility everyone pushes on him, the chance to take on the responsibility of loving someone just because he wants to, not because everyone expects it of him. So how is that wrong?”
Junsu bends over, away from the comfort of Yoochun’s shoulder, his head hurting with all of the thoughts swimming around in it. He isn’t sure what he thinks anymore.
After a few moments he feels fingers threading their way through his hair. Carefully, Yoochun guides him to lay down, his head pillowed on Yoochun’s lap and his fingers still threading through his hair. It’s calming, and he feels the tension draining away, even if his confusion remains.
“I’ve been working on this puzzle for a while now and I’ve had a lot of time to think while I have. It’s been quite relaxing really and I’ve enjoyed it very much.” Junsu wonders what Yoochun is on about now, he seems to have completely abandoned their topic while Junsu still has questions. As he keeps listening though, he understands.
“This puzzle is a lot like love, and finding the right person. When I started on it, the first thing I did was separate out the pieces. I tried to get the outside pieces in one pile, the ones that were all black in another, and other pieces, like ones that looked like someone’s eye in another. From there, I tried to fit the pieces together. A lot of my piles ended up working out, but sometimes I found a piece that just didn’t fit with any other piece I thought it would. So then I’d try it with the most random of pieces, and I’d find a match where I least expected it. And in the end, that match fits into the whole perfectly; if I’d tried to fit those two somewhere else it wouldn’t have worked.
So I think love is like that. We sort out everyone like I did the pieces. We look at race, status, age, and especially gender. We use those as our guide to separate ourselves out and then try to match ourselves with the people that fit all the guidelines. And that works for most people, like with my puzzle. But what if we’re one of those few pieces that have a random match, outside of what we would normally consider? Just because they’re people and not puzzle pieces doesn’t mean they match up any differently. They’re still a perfect match, one that wouldn’t fit in right everywhere else. That’s what I think JaeJoong and Yunho are. They’re one of the ones that defy how we think, but work out perfectly in the end.”
After finishing his analogy Yoochun is silent, letting Junsu think, and he is glad for that. He’s never thought of it exactly that way, which is Yoochun’s point he guesses. They shouldn’t just limit themselves to what is normally okay, but be open to something different if that turns out to be what is right. Yoochun’s analogy makes much sense, even if he still doesn’t think of Yunho and Jaejoong’s relationship as right, he can see how they work. He can see how they need to be together and how if they tried to fit somewhere else in the puzzle it wouldn’t work out in the end.
“Do you think that’s the problem with so many marriages today then? Everyone’s trying to fit themselves in with someone that they don’t fit with? And that messes up the whole puzzle then.” He asks Yoochun.
Yoochun is silent for a moment, his fingers stilling from their soothing rhythm. “Maybe. Maybe that is what’s wrong. Maybe that was what went wrong with my parents; they had a partial match, one that worked out well enough for a little while, but in the end didn’t fit into the whole puzzle. I don’t know. I don’t like to think about it. What I do know is that JaeJoong and Yunho fit. They’re right. And I think we should do everything we can to preserve that. When there are so many people making mistakes because they limit themselves, I think we should protect the ones who have found their match.”
Junsu can’t help nodding. His feelings have been so jumbled for so long, but talking to Yoochun tonight, he knows that he can’t say that JaeJoong and Yunho aren’t right. He already knew how much he loved them, and he can’t but think now how much more he wants to protect them and their love. He may not completely understand it now, but he thinks with time he will more. He just needs to open his mind to the possibilities that the world holds. Who knows, maybe then he’ll be able to find his own perfect fit.
“Yoochun?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks. I knew you’d know the answer.” Yoochun smiles, and so does Junsu as he sits up, pulling at his hair to straighten it from where Yoochun’s ministrations have made it messy.
Yoochun goes back to putting his puzzle together and Junsu to watching, until Yoochun gets stuck on a piece that just won’t fit with anything he tries it with. Still thinking about their discussion, Junsu looks at the other pieces, finally spotting one off to the side that looks like it might fit. He reaches across Yoochun to get it, then takes the Yoochun’s piece and matches them together, placing them where they belong in the puzzle.
“Gotta think outside the box remember Yoochun-ah?”
Yoochun’s laugh is bright and loud, and they spend the rest of the night finishing his puzzle, sharing a smile whenever they fit together the unconventional pieces.
~fin~
And now that you've read it, do you think a sort of sequel off of this would be good? I'm on the fence about it and need some opinions. I want to write it and I have the idea, but I don't how well it fits. My idea uses this base as JunSu starting to get used to the idea because it's his friends and he loves them. That's why he accepts it and over time he'll gradually accept it more. But then accepting it for himself is quite different. I just don't know that I want to take this further at the same time. I like him where he is, and the way he is I don't know if he would accept it for himself. Of course his acceptance would be what makes up the story.
I keep thinking I want to write something later on where there really is some YooSu, but at the same time I like where I left it and I just don't feel in this JunSu would be okay with that kind of relationship. Of course, what I write could have him really working it out, and not just accepting it because of his friends. I don't know what do though.
-and could someone please tell me the coding to center something? I could find it out pretty easy by looking it up, but I don't really want to right now. thanks shinjiaeru
Author: Feyla
Rating: G
Length: 1,970
Summary: YooChun and JunSu have a talk.
Notes: This hasn't been betaed, I just wrote it, and it took less than two hours. And somehow I'm quite proud of it. It plays off an analogy of mine that I came up with during the summer and if you've been around my journal you might have already seen that. I will most likely be back later to edit this, but I still have to say that I'm happy with it now. So please do forgive any bad grammar or slips in style.
Disclaimer: This isn't real, it's just me writing. I don't really know what these two think about the subject, so the idea is mine and they are their own people. And although JaeHo is mentioned, I don't know anything about that either.
Perfect Fit
“Hey. Watcha doin there?”
Yoochun looks up to see Junsu staring down at him inquiringly, and can’t help but smile. “I was working on this puzzle. My brother sent it to me. It’s of us, from quite a while ago. He was out shopping one day, saw it, and said he had to buy it for me. He said that’s how you know you’ve made it big, when they start making puzzles with your face on them.” he replies with a laugh.
Junsu flops down beside him while listening to his explanation and can’t help but agree with a laugh of his own. It is rather weird though seeing hundreds of pieces with parts of his face on them. Yoochun only has about half the puzzle done and he is not part of the finished piece yet. After calming down, he just sits as Yoochun puts the puzzle together, with no other purpose than just to watch one of his best friends work on something that had nothing to do with their career. Well, sort of.
As he sits, his mind starts to wander back to what brought him here to begin with. He had been in working on the computer, until Jaejoong and Yunho had gotten a little too noisy and he couldn’t concentrate anymore. Not wanting to disturb their fun, he had decided he’d done enough for the day and left the room. Seeing the two of them then though had led his thoughts in a direction he usually didn’t let them wander. He could ignore what was between the two of them most of the time by not thinking about it.
It had shocked him at first to think that there really might be something between the two of them, but he had quickly put it out of his mind. It wasn’t his place to question them, and more than that, that kind of relationship just wasn’t something to think about. Sure, they played with the fans all the time, but that wasn’t real. What he thought he saw between JaeJoong and Yunho sometimes was.
All his life he’d been taught that a romantic relationship was between a man and a woman, a man and a woman who were most likely of the same race, similar age, and a myriad of other things. And no one had ever sat him down to teach him this, he’d seen it in everyday life. Relationships and marriages followed a status quo, and he found out that those not obeying the unwritten laws suffered much gossip and hurt. Now, two of his best friends were challenging this. Two people who he considered family were in love. Two brothers of his were in love with each other.
His mind is so confused. What his mind was telling him and what his heart said didn’t agree. He wanted Jaejoong and Yunho to be happy, but why couldn’t they be happy without each other? Principle was warring against the desire for their happiness, at whatever cost that might be. And the scene tonight had just brought it back to the forefront of his mind, so his feet had led him to where he would find answers- Yoochun.
Leaning against Yoochun, with his mind in turmoil, he knows he has to talk about this. And Yoochun is the perfect person. He won’t judge him for these thoughts, and he has the same wants for their brothers as Junsu. He knows Yoochun is accepting of them, he’s seen that in the subtle way he encourages them and how he will switch rooms in the middle of the night after a particularly hard day. He knows Yoochun will have the answer to this.
“Yoochunnie?” he asks.
“Hmmm?”
“Why do they love each other? Why do they love each other when they know it’s wrong?” he looks up at Yoochun to see the other staring back at him, not as surprised as he should be for this sudden question, with no real subject stated. Junsu can’t say he’s surprised himself. Yoochun has always been able to read him best.
“JaeJoong and Yunho?” is his only reply.
Junsu nods.
“What makes you think it’s wrong?”
Junsu is startled at the question. Yoochun has grown up the same as him, disregarding his few years in America, and he knows they didn’t change his views that much. “What do you mean? It’s wrong. You know it is. It’s not normal. We’re supposed to fall in love with women and have families and all that. They can’t do that. They’re both guys.”
“That’s what you’ve been taught your whole life Junsu, but who says that’s right? Who’s the authority on what’s right and wrong?” Yoochun asks him quietly.
“but everyone…” he tries to say before he is interrupted. “Everyone is not an authority. Everyone is an entity, and just like any other everyone can be wrong. Love is a feeling, and we don’t really control our feelings do we? So how can we control who we fall in love with?”
Junsu sits quietly, trying to sort through his thoughts. Yoochun is supposed to be helping him, not just saying that everyone’s wrong. He needs to know why. “I don’t get it. We’ve always been taught otherwise. How am I supposed to just disregard that? If I throw everything out the window then what am I left with? How am I supposed to know what is right or wrong?”
“Don’t think of it in such black and white terms Junsu. Think of it like this, you have to find what is right for you. We’re all searching for answers and we use our past experiences and knowledge to find them, but that doesn’t mean you should limit yourself to it. I know you’ve always been told that what Jaejoong and Yunho are is wrong, but is it? They’re happy aren’t they? They are still Jung Yunho and Kim JaeJoong and they are in love, but they’re happy. They complete each other, as corny as that sounds. Yunho gives JaeJoong that direction he lacks when he starts talking about singing and finishes with ramen; JaeJoong gives Yunho the freedom to be himself and get away from the responsibility everyone pushes on him, the chance to take on the responsibility of loving someone just because he wants to, not because everyone expects it of him. So how is that wrong?”
Junsu bends over, away from the comfort of Yoochun’s shoulder, his head hurting with all of the thoughts swimming around in it. He isn’t sure what he thinks anymore.
After a few moments he feels fingers threading their way through his hair. Carefully, Yoochun guides him to lay down, his head pillowed on Yoochun’s lap and his fingers still threading through his hair. It’s calming, and he feels the tension draining away, even if his confusion remains.
“I’ve been working on this puzzle for a while now and I’ve had a lot of time to think while I have. It’s been quite relaxing really and I’ve enjoyed it very much.” Junsu wonders what Yoochun is on about now, he seems to have completely abandoned their topic while Junsu still has questions. As he keeps listening though, he understands.
“This puzzle is a lot like love, and finding the right person. When I started on it, the first thing I did was separate out the pieces. I tried to get the outside pieces in one pile, the ones that were all black in another, and other pieces, like ones that looked like someone’s eye in another. From there, I tried to fit the pieces together. A lot of my piles ended up working out, but sometimes I found a piece that just didn’t fit with any other piece I thought it would. So then I’d try it with the most random of pieces, and I’d find a match where I least expected it. And in the end, that match fits into the whole perfectly; if I’d tried to fit those two somewhere else it wouldn’t have worked.
So I think love is like that. We sort out everyone like I did the pieces. We look at race, status, age, and especially gender. We use those as our guide to separate ourselves out and then try to match ourselves with the people that fit all the guidelines. And that works for most people, like with my puzzle. But what if we’re one of those few pieces that have a random match, outside of what we would normally consider? Just because they’re people and not puzzle pieces doesn’t mean they match up any differently. They’re still a perfect match, one that wouldn’t fit in right everywhere else. That’s what I think JaeJoong and Yunho are. They’re one of the ones that defy how we think, but work out perfectly in the end.”
After finishing his analogy Yoochun is silent, letting Junsu think, and he is glad for that. He’s never thought of it exactly that way, which is Yoochun’s point he guesses. They shouldn’t just limit themselves to what is normally okay, but be open to something different if that turns out to be what is right. Yoochun’s analogy makes much sense, even if he still doesn’t think of Yunho and Jaejoong’s relationship as right, he can see how they work. He can see how they need to be together and how if they tried to fit somewhere else in the puzzle it wouldn’t work out in the end.
“Do you think that’s the problem with so many marriages today then? Everyone’s trying to fit themselves in with someone that they don’t fit with? And that messes up the whole puzzle then.” He asks Yoochun.
Yoochun is silent for a moment, his fingers stilling from their soothing rhythm. “Maybe. Maybe that is what’s wrong. Maybe that was what went wrong with my parents; they had a partial match, one that worked out well enough for a little while, but in the end didn’t fit into the whole puzzle. I don’t know. I don’t like to think about it. What I do know is that JaeJoong and Yunho fit. They’re right. And I think we should do everything we can to preserve that. When there are so many people making mistakes because they limit themselves, I think we should protect the ones who have found their match.”
Junsu can’t help nodding. His feelings have been so jumbled for so long, but talking to Yoochun tonight, he knows that he can’t say that JaeJoong and Yunho aren’t right. He already knew how much he loved them, and he can’t but think now how much more he wants to protect them and their love. He may not completely understand it now, but he thinks with time he will more. He just needs to open his mind to the possibilities that the world holds. Who knows, maybe then he’ll be able to find his own perfect fit.
“Yoochun?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks. I knew you’d know the answer.” Yoochun smiles, and so does Junsu as he sits up, pulling at his hair to straighten it from where Yoochun’s ministrations have made it messy.
Yoochun goes back to putting his puzzle together and Junsu to watching, until Yoochun gets stuck on a piece that just won’t fit with anything he tries it with. Still thinking about their discussion, Junsu looks at the other pieces, finally spotting one off to the side that looks like it might fit. He reaches across Yoochun to get it, then takes the Yoochun’s piece and matches them together, placing them where they belong in the puzzle.
“Gotta think outside the box remember Yoochun-ah?”
Yoochun’s laugh is bright and loud, and they spend the rest of the night finishing his puzzle, sharing a smile whenever they fit together the unconventional pieces.
~fin~
And now that you've read it, do you think a sort of sequel off of this would be good? I'm on the fence about it and need some opinions. I want to write it and I have the idea, but I don't how well it fits. My idea uses this base as JunSu starting to get used to the idea because it's his friends and he loves them. That's why he accepts it and over time he'll gradually accept it more. But then accepting it for himself is quite different. I just don't know that I want to take this further at the same time. I like him where he is, and the way he is I don't know if he would accept it for himself. Of course his acceptance would be what makes up the story.
I keep thinking I want to write something later on where there really is some YooSu, but at the same time I like where I left it and I just don't feel in this JunSu would be okay with that kind of relationship. Of course, what I write could have him really working it out, and not just accepting it because of his friends. I don't know what do though.
-and could someone please tell me the coding to center something? I could find it out pretty easy by looking it up, but I don't really want to right now. thanks shinjiaeru